Paige is has been talking on her phone. She is telling someone that Mommy has a broken bone foot and she isn't using her crutches. There has been lots of talk about how I hurt it and getting a cast but mostly the fact that I'm not using the crutches. So I finally asked her who she was talking to. Her answer? The police! That's a new one. It's usually Grandma or Nana or Daddy - not the police. Apparently I'm being tattled on.
X-rays say it isn't broken, just a bad sprain. I guess that's a good thing. I just had to promise no running or jumping for a week. I think I can handle that.